Today was a great day, but I'm going to be a bit of a party pooper right now.
I've noticed that in many cases I'm pretty much a boring person. Mostly observing and not contributing. I seem to kind of just slide under everyone else without being noticed much. I think I'm generally okay with that, though. There are certain times where I don't have much to contribute or don't care to. I don't know.... it's odd.
Another thing that has actually somewhat scared me has been me being completely apathetic to my senior project. It will pretty much decide if I pass or fail my English class. In short, it basically decides if I graduate this year. That's pretty huge, but there has been absolutely no drive to work on it. I really couldn't care less about this project. My focus is elsewhere, such as my photography class, my clay class, choir, statistics, pretty much anywhere but English. Yes, I know this is not a good thing, but meh.
Anyway, sorry for being such a party pooper right now. I'm just kinda feeling a little bleh right now.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Colleges
So, I spent a while on the phone with Friends University this evening. That was interesting. I'm not really all that interested in going there for my education, but I do want to mention that my conversation with their representative was the most pleasant conversation I've had over the phone with a college. Kudos to you Friends.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Hmmmmm...... well not particularly the original focus.
So, originally I had started this blog because I wanted to have a picture blog. I've looked back at a lot of my entries and barely any of them have pictures..... I figured I'd fix this. Right now these are my two favorite pictures.
Personal Statement Take Two
So this is what my personal statement ended up being. There will probably be some changes to it, but this is the gist. Tell me what you think.
I sit down at a pottery wheel, a lump of clay in my hand, and set to work. The slippery mound slowly conforms to my steady hands and centers on the wheel, offering itself to me as a platform for creativity. I lean back and inquire of the clay, “What do you want to be?” My hands set to work, pulling, forming, shaping, creating something beautiful out of what was once mud. I see my life manifested in each stage of the clay. As a child I was awkward and reckless, not unlike the raw porcelain when it is first placed on the wheel. The school nurse came to know me quite well; since I was in there almost every day, after some accident or another whether it was a scraped knee or, once, a broken arm. I then grew and matured and centered under the steady hands of my family and friends. The majority of my friendships has been maintained from extremely early on in my life and has played a major roll in the person that I have become. One friend in particular has been with me ever since we were five years old. She and I support each other and contribute greatly to the other’s life. I cannot imagine a world without her. My family is my system of support. I tend to rely on those around me, but if something is needed of me, I step up to the task and carry out whatever the responsibility might be. My family and friends are the many tools used to shape, smooth, and trim the clay. Sometimes my walls are pulled too thin, coming close to a disaster. However, as the wheel keeps spinning the slumps become small, interesting additions to the piece. That is also where the creativity and flexibility come in. When a problem arises, I try to think everything through and then act on the solution that seems to best fit the situation. As I transition from high school to college it will be as if I’m cutting the piece from the wheel, trimming it, and preparing to become permanent. This is one of the most turbulent and confusing times in life. I am still trying to figure out who I am and who I want to be for the rest of my life. Through college I will be adding little details to an almost finished piece. Ideally, I will have reached that shape and design that I wish to be for years to come; which, by this time, the piece should be ready to fire and become an ever-lasting part of the world. The last two stages are glazing and the final firing of the piece. After this last step the piece is finished and can be used for a practical purpose as well as decorative. This is the kind of person I hope to evolve into: a strong person that contributes to those around her, as well as someone that others want around.
I sit down at a pottery wheel, a lump of clay in my hand, and set to work. The slippery mound slowly conforms to my steady hands and centers on the wheel, offering itself to me as a platform for creativity. I lean back and inquire of the clay, “What do you want to be?” My hands set to work, pulling, forming, shaping, creating something beautiful out of what was once mud. I see my life manifested in each stage of the clay. As a child I was awkward and reckless, not unlike the raw porcelain when it is first placed on the wheel. The school nurse came to know me quite well; since I was in there almost every day, after some accident or another whether it was a scraped knee or, once, a broken arm. I then grew and matured and centered under the steady hands of my family and friends. The majority of my friendships has been maintained from extremely early on in my life and has played a major roll in the person that I have become. One friend in particular has been with me ever since we were five years old. She and I support each other and contribute greatly to the other’s life. I cannot imagine a world without her. My family is my system of support. I tend to rely on those around me, but if something is needed of me, I step up to the task and carry out whatever the responsibility might be. My family and friends are the many tools used to shape, smooth, and trim the clay. Sometimes my walls are pulled too thin, coming close to a disaster. However, as the wheel keeps spinning the slumps become small, interesting additions to the piece. That is also where the creativity and flexibility come in. When a problem arises, I try to think everything through and then act on the solution that seems to best fit the situation. As I transition from high school to college it will be as if I’m cutting the piece from the wheel, trimming it, and preparing to become permanent. This is one of the most turbulent and confusing times in life. I am still trying to figure out who I am and who I want to be for the rest of my life. Through college I will be adding little details to an almost finished piece. Ideally, I will have reached that shape and design that I wish to be for years to come; which, by this time, the piece should be ready to fire and become an ever-lasting part of the world. The last two stages are glazing and the final firing of the piece. After this last step the piece is finished and can be used for a practical purpose as well as decorative. This is the kind of person I hope to evolve into: a strong person that contributes to those around her, as well as someone that others want around.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Personal Statement
So, for college application it is highly recommended, if not required, to write an essay or a personal statement. The college that would be ideal for me to apply to requires that the essay be of my choosing. This doesn't sit well with my mind. I like at least a little bit of order. I like a little bit of guideline and THEN the rest is up to me, but NO! The entire thing is up to me. I think it's not so much that I can't think of anything to write about because there's plenty of me that I can talk about, but none of it seems essay worthy to me. I don't know.... It's just really odd talking about myself. I could tell them all they wanted if they just gave me some questions. Blech.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Tagged To Type Ten Things
Ok, so Katie tagged me to type ten things that I like about myself...... This will be interesting....
1. I really like my eyes and my hair (color). They are really unique which makes me happy,and the fact that I don't even have to brush my hair in the morning is the coolest thing ever!
2. I REALLY like what I do in clay. It really gives a me a sense of accomplishment and that I can do something well.
3. I absolutely love that I'm a Baha'i. It'd be really really really scary how lost I'd be without the Teachings of Baha'u'llah.
4. I like the fact that I can recognize that I'm going through a very very transitional period in my life and that I know I'll make mistakes, but I'll do my best to learn everything I can.
5. I like that the little things are what make me happiest: holding my niece, a hug, being a dork with my friends, hot coco, nice warm blanket on a cold day, fuzzy socks, etc.
6. I like that I typically can read body language pretty well, and in so doing can get a general sense of what's going on before anyone has said anything.
7. I like that I'm pretty open minded with people, ideas, basically almost everything (I do not, however, have any room to move on such subjects as drugs, alcohol, prejudice, sex before marriage, and suchwhat (which all of those would equate to bad in my book)).
8. I like that I am generally responsible. I get things done (they might be only just on time, but ya know, that's what we procrastinators do). Also, when I start something, I get really focused on just that.
9. I like the fact that I'm generally a happy person (when I get sleep). I really don't think life would be nearly as enjoyable if I didn't view it like I do.
10. And, to be honest, I kinda like my dysfunctionalness. It makes things.... interesting, and allows me to appreciate when things go well.
So TA DA! 10 things I like about me! So, now, I tag.......
Robin, Jamie, Josh, Cassie, Austin, and, Angel!
1. I really like my eyes and my hair (color). They are really unique which makes me happy,and the fact that I don't even have to brush my hair in the morning is the coolest thing ever!
2. I REALLY like what I do in clay. It really gives a me a sense of accomplishment and that I can do something well.
3. I absolutely love that I'm a Baha'i. It'd be really really really scary how lost I'd be without the Teachings of Baha'u'llah.
4. I like the fact that I can recognize that I'm going through a very very transitional period in my life and that I know I'll make mistakes, but I'll do my best to learn everything I can.
5. I like that the little things are what make me happiest: holding my niece, a hug, being a dork with my friends, hot coco, nice warm blanket on a cold day, fuzzy socks, etc.
6. I like that I typically can read body language pretty well, and in so doing can get a general sense of what's going on before anyone has said anything.
7. I like that I'm pretty open minded with people, ideas, basically almost everything (I do not, however, have any room to move on such subjects as drugs, alcohol, prejudice, sex before marriage, and suchwhat (which all of those would equate to bad in my book)).
8. I like that I am generally responsible. I get things done (they might be only just on time, but ya know, that's what we procrastinators do). Also, when I start something, I get really focused on just that.
9. I like the fact that I'm generally a happy person (when I get sleep). I really don't think life would be nearly as enjoyable if I didn't view it like I do.
10. And, to be honest, I kinda like my dysfunctionalness. It makes things.... interesting, and allows me to appreciate when things go well.
So TA DA! 10 things I like about me! So, now, I tag.......
Robin, Jamie, Josh, Cassie, Austin, and, Angel!
Saturday, September 08, 2007
Title and Registration
Title and Registration is a song by Death Cab for Cutie, and I absolutely adore it. I think I've listened to it almost 50 times today alone. The weird thing about it, though, is that normally I would be really really really fed up with it, but I really can't seem to get enough of it. It's a pretty simple song, but for some reason I just really really really like it. I had seen the music video before, and knew I really liked that song, but now that it's mine, and I have access to it, I've almost become obsessed with it. I'm ok with that though.
Title and Registration
The glove compartment isn't accurately named
And everybody knows it.
So I'm proposing a swift orderly change.
Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm
And all I find are souvenirs from better times
Before the gleam of your taillights fading east
To find yourself a better life.
I was searching for some legal document
As the rain beat down on the hood
When I stumbled upon pictures I tried to forget
And that's how this idea was drilled into my head
Cause it's too important
To stay the way it's been
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone, it's like it wasn't there at all
And here I rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone, it's like it wasn't there at all
And here I rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night, up all night
When I'm lying awake at night.
Title and Registration
The glove compartment isn't accurately named
And everybody knows it.
So I'm proposing a swift orderly change.
Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm
And all I find are souvenirs from better times
Before the gleam of your taillights fading east
To find yourself a better life.
I was searching for some legal document
As the rain beat down on the hood
When I stumbled upon pictures I tried to forget
And that's how this idea was drilled into my head
Cause it's too important
To stay the way it's been
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone, it's like it wasn't there at all
And here I rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone, it's like it wasn't there at all
And here I rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night, up all night
When I'm lying awake at night.
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Baklava!
Yes, I know I say this word a lot, but can you tell me another word that has the kind of satisfaction baklava brings when said? Yeah, didn't think so.
I am stressed now because of school (mostly because of senior project). I won't go into the details because details aren't that important. I need a break to catch up. I just wish I was back up in Seattle with the baby!!!!
I can't believe the weather in Seattle!!! I was using TWO blankets and had flannel pj's !! Here I'm in a t-shirt and boxers and still sweating myself to sleep. I'd rather go be a weather-pansy in Seattle.
I am stressed now because of school (mostly because of senior project). I won't go into the details because details aren't that important. I need a break to catch up. I just wish I was back up in Seattle with the baby!!!!
I can't believe the weather in Seattle!!! I was using TWO blankets and had flannel pj's !! Here I'm in a t-shirt and boxers and still sweating myself to sleep. I'd rather go be a weather-pansy in Seattle.
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